Joy of Life: Starting from Teacher Fan Xian

There are nearly two hundred treasury officials in total. They may be on the same boat, but they will never be a large group with a united front.

"Where some people resist, others will surrender. If one person surrenders, it can lead to many more people surrendering." Lin Ruo muttered to himself, without any worry in his eyes.

As the person in charge of the inner treasury, Ma Kai was used to keeping his head down. When doing so could save himself, it would be difficult for him to raise his head, even if someone else raised it for him first.

The bedroom door was pushed open and Zong Zhui walked in.

Lin Ruo raised his head: "How is it, is there anyone who surrendered?"

Zong Zhui replied, "Yes, six of them came tonight and paid a lot of silver."

"That's good to have one. If there is one, there will be a second one." Lin Ruo didn't care about the number of people who surrendered. Even if it was just one or two, he could use it to frighten most of the treasury officials.

"Go tell those people that as long as they sincerely repent, I will not treat them unfairly. In the future, the three major workshops will still need people with foresight to run them."

"Yes, sir." Zong Zhui retreated.

"Ma Zhuanyunshi, do you have any objections?" Lin Ruo turned his head.

Ma Kai hurriedly said, "Since you have done it, I will do my best to support you."

After saying a few more words, Ma Kai also took his leave.

In the next three days, Lin Ruo remained calm, walking around the inner warehouse every day and observing the modern technologies that were extremely familiar to him.

Three days passed in a flash, and on the fourth day, a major incident occurred in the inner treasury and heavy rain poured down.

Shan Da led his men into the backyard in the rain and said hastily, "Sir, the three major workshops are on strike."

"Isn't this something that should have been thought of long ago? Why is Lord Shan like this?" Lin Ruo said calmly.

Shanda quickly added: "To be honest, it's not a strike, but because the heavy rain overnight washed away the streets, so we had to suspend work."

"Okay, okay." Lin Ruo couldn't help clapping his hands. "You are quite good at finding excuses for yourself. This way you can go on strike and protest without being criticized."

"These people are not stupid, they are just used to corruption and abuse of power, and their greedy hearts can no longer be contained."

Lin Ruo walked out of the yard, and Wang Shisanlang held an umbrella for him.

Behind him, officials from the Supervisory Council dressed in black followed him out of the hospital.

Lin Ruo turned his head and glanced at the slow-moving Shan Da, and shouted, "Let's go, if we kill a few more of them, they will behave themselves, Lord Shan."

Lin Ruo had never thought of using complicated methods to solve the problem. Killing was the easiest way.

Moreover, these people deserved to be killed, but Lin Ruo didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt in his heart.

The group rushed to Jiafang in a mighty procession, and the officials of the Supervisory Council took control of the situation without saying a word.

The group of treasurer officials who were taking shelter under the eaves were all rudely pulled out into the rain and made to stand, soaking wet.

Those bewildered laborers had already been led back by Shan Da to rest.

Zong Zhui brought in the armchair, and Lin Ruo sat on it with great fanfare, staring coldly at these treasurers.

The rain continued to pour, and these people were shivering, and many of them couldn't even open their eyes.

The chief officer of Yifang stood up indignantly and asked: "What do you mean, sir?"

"What do you mean by passive resistance?" Lin Ruo asked back.

The head of Yifang shook his sleeves soaked with rain and said, "Sir, please don't be so indiscriminate. It was clearly the heavy rain that destroyed the block, and we can't do anything about it." "It would have rained at any time, but why did it have to rain today? Do you believe what I said? Do the treasurers believe it?" Lin Ruo said jokingly.

"All the treasurer officials are witnesses." The head of Yifang still said firmly. He originally wanted to use this to make the imperial envoy make concessions and negotiate conditions that both parties are satisfied with. However, he did not expect that this man would press on step by step and even blame them for the cause of the strike.

This kind of superficial means should be known to everyone.

Lin Ruo stood up and put his hands behind his back: "Well, since you think so, then I will ask in public, is there anyone who thinks that the square was not destroyed by the heavy rain?"

These words were like being drowned out by the rain; none of the 200 treasurer officials stood up to speak.

Even those double-dealers who had secretly handed back the money and admitted their guilt were cowardly and hiding themselves away in the face of this situation because they did not want to become the focus of public criticism and completely fall out with their colleagues.

"The treasurer is appointed by the imperial court. Your Excellency has humiliated us like this. This matter will never end well!" said the head of Yifang very angrily.

Lin Ruo smiled indifferently and said, "Someone, bring Chief Xiao up here."

After a while, Xiao Wu was escorted out of the prison.

Lin Ruo glanced at the officials in the rain and said seriously, "Let's not talk about the matter of Yuchongfang for now. I have to do another thing today. Xiao Wu, as the head of Jiafang, has committed many evil deeds and harmed countless people over the years. His crimes are unforgivable. I declare that he should be beheaded immediately!"

Xiao Wu was stunned, as if he didn't understand what these words meant. It was not until someone carried him away that he reacted and struggled violently.

"No, you can't kill me."

"I am the chief official of Jiafang, the inner treasury cannot..."

The officials of the Supervisory Council had already twisted his legs and pinned him to the ground by his shoulders.

The sound of rain was getting louder and louder, but Xiao Wu's roar was getting quieter and quieter. When the knife was on his neck, the head of Jiafang finally cried out for mercy: "Sir, please spare my life, sir, please spare my life."

The knife was very fast. In just a moment, the head fell to the ground, rolling bloody several times, and fell to the feet of the treasurer officials as if the head died with eyes open.

There was no one who did not show a look of horror, and the chief official of Yifang was so angry that he could not speak.

Lin Ruo raised his voice to the officials, "Okay, let's get back to business. I'll ask again, regarding the heavy rain that hit the town, do you have any opposing opinions?"

After the words were spoken, there was silence for a long time, and then an official knelt down at Lin Ruo's feet.

He said tremblingly, "Your Excellency Lin, I dare not hide the truth. The reason why the heavy rain destroyed the block was that the head of Block B led people to destroy the beam structure last night. It was done intentionally."

Lin Ruo looked to the side, and Zong Zhui confirmed: "One of the treasurers, Zhang Fang, has already turned from evil to good yesterday."

Lin Ruo smiled and said, "Why don't you ask Master Zhang to leave? It would be bad if he caught a cold."

The person was quickly taken away.

"Does anyone have a different opinion?" Lin Ruo continued to look at this group of stubborn treasury officials. More than twenty of them came out one after another, but that was all.

"Enough." Lin Ruo waved his hand, and the officials of the Supervisory Office walked up expressionlessly and pulled out the chief official of Yifang.

A piece of cloth was stuffed in without giving him any chance to speak. With a swish, a flash of snow-white knife light passed by.

Another head fell to the ground.

Lin Ruo acted calmly and said, "You all know how much loss a one-day stoppage of work would cause to the inner treasury. The officer in charge of Yifang deliberately sabotaged the workshop, so he deserves death."

(End of this chapter)